- Vol. 03
- Chapter 09
a different shade of blueIt was Monday. The lack of drones in my morning bus ride surprised me. Two minutes later, there was a same numbered bus in front of us at the traffic light. I turned my head to the left. Dawn was springing a visual treat. The clouds were tame but the naive orange caused a bit of stir on the horizon; creating a different shade of blue. Nobody noticed though. Nobody does anymore. They are all well-fed.
During breakfast my Dad tried to converse with me from the kitchen. He said, after living for seventy-one years, he was sick of eating chicken. Just the thought of chickens made him lose his appetite. I didn't reply him. Instead, I closed my eyes and tried to envisage a future without him in my life. I couldn't. All I could was imagine his lips turn to blue.